InsaneJournal

[private to Pep, Steve, Nat, & Clint]

[Pep]

Hi, honey! No pressure, but is there any timeline on the wedding? I hope you told the printers that shotguns are optional on the invites.


[Steve]

Hi, Cap. Was wondering if you wanted to pop in and oh, I don't know, get a fill in on what's happened? Poke each other with word sticks? Look at me, unamused yet still deeply contemplative, like you think I should feel bad about something but I don't know what it is because I'm me? You know. Whatever. Whenever.


[Nat]

Hey you. I'm supposed to be working but I'm taking a breather from going cross-eyed at holo screens. Shhh. Don't go all double agent and tell the CEO.

I was wondering if you need kitted out again in case shit goes shitty, as shit sometimes shittily does?


[Clint]

Hey, Legolas. I still have some of your stuff. Thought maybe you might want it or want to donate it to a trick shot archery club. You wanna hop on the blame train and yell at me while you come take a look at it?